Nocturne Summit (m) This is why we can't have nice things, darling.

Alone upon these mountain paths, Ibis finally felt like she could breathe a little bit. She tried to think about how beautiful the mountainside was, what to gather for her return trip to the woods, and whether or not she should spend a day up here or just a few hours; it wasn't like she had planned to be here at all. The chances of any survivors climbing down one mountain and then up another were pretty impossible.

A familiar voice did call out to her, though. It surprised her. When she turned to look around for the source she saw the boyish figure of Penn, unable to take her eyes off him as he swaggered over.

Hello! She chimed back. As he got closer Ibis moved towards him too, inspecting the scents on his coat. Had he come to help them search for survivors? Maybe he was searching for something else — someone else. Ibis thought of Arielle and her heart began to flutter; Penn could have had any number of reasons to be out here.

I was trying to restock our supplies, Ibis explained. We set up a camp in the woods closer to the mountain. She waved a paw in the direction of the lowlands but did not appear very interested in the moment. What are you doing out here?

Ibis was surprised to find herself thrilled to see him.